Cover the sky

"Wearing Taoist robes, could it be that fat man who came? But, isn't he being chased towards Zhongzhou?" Ye Fan was puzzled.

"It's definitely not the fat man. He can't be that fast. I will remember the person I bitten very clearly. This person is quite terrifying. The emperor disappeared in the blink of an eye."

Ye Fan felt that he needed to leave quickly, this place was not peaceful, and the turmoil came faster than he imagined.

"You urge them to clean up quickly, and I'll go out for a while." He left Shizhai and went to Pingyan City to inquire about the news, only to learn that the Holy Land hadn't taken any action, and the turmoil with the ancient scrolls was still ongoing.

"What's going on here? In the future of the Holy Land, someone has arrived first. He must be a top expert." Ye Fan secretly guessed that this person must have read the ancient scroll.

When Ye Fan came back, he saw the big black dog dozens of miles away from Shizhai, and wondered, "Why are you here?"

"A bull-nosed man has come and entered Shizhai. The emperor can't see through him, and he is afraid that he will be harmful to the emperor."

"So, you ran out?" Ye Fan was surprised, he was a little worried about the people in Shizhai.

"Don't worry, after reaching that level of cultivation, it will definitely not be difficult for ordinary people, but I don't know why he entered the stone village."

"You said his Taoist, could it be the one you saw on the top of Purple Mountain?"

"It's probably that Niubi, otherwise, how could there be two top experts in the same area." The big black dog pondered for a while, and said, "Go and see, what is he doing?"

Ye Fan thought about it, changed his appearance, dressed up as Wang Shu, even the original temperament was almost the same.

Now, about to leave this place, Wang Shu is not in Shizhai, but is purchasing the necessary supplies in Pingyan City.

He returned to Shizhai in the form of Wang Shu, as soon as he came back, he saw many people surrounded in the village, many people were discussing.

"What's going on?" Ye Fan asked.

"An old man came here. It's very strange. He took a fancy to the grinder from Zhang Wuye's family, and also fell in love with the millstone from Erlianzi's family. He is planning to buy it."

"This veteran's eyesight is too poor. Even I can see that the roller and millstone must have no source. He actually wants to pay a high price for it. I really don't know what he thinks."

Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat, and he hurried forward. There was an old Taoist in the crowd, wearing an old Taoist robe, which looked quite old and turned pale from washing.

"This kind of clothing is different from today's..." Ye Fan's heart moved, the style of the Taoist robe was very old.

His expression was calm, but there was a burst of horror in his heart. The momentary sense of spirituality made him feel like he was facing a sleeping ancient savage dragon.

However, the spiritual sense disappeared in a flash, and he quickly lost that feeling. He was calm and nothing unusual.

This is an old man with white hair and shawls. He looks like he may be in his sixties or seventies, and he is full of energy.

"I'll give you ten catties, and I'll take this millstone." The old man said to the parents of the second fool.

"Ten catties?!" Everyone around was shocked.

Even Ye Fan was a little puzzled, he was also watching the millstone carefully, but he didn't notice anything unusual.

In the end, Lao Dao bought the millstone and began to cut stones in front of everyone.

The stone chips were flying, and he was very careful, for fear of cutting some treasures, they peeled off layer by layer, and he didn't hack at all.

However, in the end, the millstone turned into a pile of stone chips, but nothing was cut out. The old Taoist frowned, stood up, pointed to the stone mill in front of Zhang Wuye's house not far away, and said, "This mill , I will pay twenty catties."

"This..." The people in Shizhai were quite shocked.

"Fifth Master, what is the origin of these stone rollers and stone mills?" Ye Fan asked Zhang Wuye in a low voice.

"I haven't heard of any origin..." Mr. Zhang Wu frowned, thought carefully for a long time, and said, "My ancestors have been using it for generations. It's nothing special. I can't see the source anyway."

Suddenly, Zhang Wuye changed his expression and looked at Ye Fan. They thought of the same possibility. These stone mills and stone rollers must have been specially left by their ancestors, right?

One must know that the ancestors of the Zhang family were not ordinary people, they were a generation of strange people.

If it was specially left by the ancestors, it must be extraordinary. With their eyesight, they can't see anything special at all.

"Are there many such stone tools in the village?" Ye Fan asked.

"Specifically... I haven't counted it." Zhang Wuye's fingers trembled a little.

Are the things that strange man left for his descendants the most common stone piers, stone mills, stone rollers and the like?Ye Fan was shocked.

Chapter 294

What is the origin of this old man?She was dressed in an old outfit, obviously not the clothes of this era, it looked very old.

"This stone roller is something that my ancestors have been using until now, and I don't plan to sell it." Zhang Wuye politely refused.

The old man has bronze skin, white hair shawl, and dry body, but he is full of energy, and his speech is like a golden bell, sonorous and powerful.

"The poor will not take advantage of you. I will give you fifty catties as a base, and if something is cut out of the roller, I will pay you as much as the market value."

Mr. Zhang Wu felt a little troubled. He had already seen that the old man was absolutely extraordinary, and it would probably be inappropriate to refuse, so he murmured: "This..."

"Boom!"

At this moment, there was a loud noise at the end of the horizon, smoke and dust rose into the sky, and a very strong energy fluctuation came.

Purple Mountain!

The source of the earthquake is Zishan, which is guarded by nine dragon veins. Even if it is far away, you can feel the shaking of the stratum there.

The old man turned around quickly and looked towards the end of the horizon, his eyes were like two golden beads, and his dry body overflowed with a terrifying aura.

At this moment, he didn't look like a person, but rather a colossal monster, like a savage dragon that would never be born in ten thousand years, causing the people around him to almost collapse on the ground.

"brush!"

The old Taoist flew into the sky at once, stretched out his Taoist robe, and almost rolled up the whole stone village, he tapped with his finger, and the whole village was stabilized.

Ye Fan's scalp was numb, this old man's strength was too scary, just now he stretched his sleeves, it was just a subconscious movement, but it had such great power.

The old man turned into a gray mist and rushed towards Zishan, making the sky tremble for a while, like a real dragon passing across the sky.

"The Eastern Wilderness is really too big. There are many masters, not all of them are in the Holy Land. There are many strange people walking all over the wild forests of Dasawa." Ye Fan said to himself.

The Eastern Wilderness is boundless, and it takes several years to fly from one end to the other, and if ordinary people walk on their feet, they will not be able to walk half of the distance in a hundred lives.

On this vast land, there is a mysterious wilderness that stretches for millions of miles; there is an endless lake, boundless like an ocean; there are ancient palaces, floating forever in the sky;

Many holy masters usually leave the holy land in their later years and choose to enter the wilderness. It is not surprising that they meet unworldly masters or people from a long time ago.

"What happened to Zishan?" Many people in Shizhai were extremely nervous.

"Pack up your things quickly, and be ready to evacuate here at any time." Ye Fan instructed, he hesitated for a moment, flew into the sky, and flew towards Zishan.

The Zishan Mountain has an extraordinary weather, standing majestically, like a purple sword piercing into the sky, with many marks of knives and axes on it, engraved with the imprints of years.